107 beautiful sentences about time

1. Relying on the curve of the eyebrows of the years, the wind of memory, and the remaining longings are flooding in this autumn.

2. Connecting with love in the fragrance of a cup of tea, the years of knowing each other in those words have already been imprinted with love by time, warming the most beautiful scenery in life.

3. In your heart, hide a bunch of feelings of the years and savor the Zen of every life.

4. However, despite the reluctance and sadness, the autumn wind still arrives as scheduled, and the leaves are still unable to compete with the change of seasons and the loss of time.

5. Sadness flows, but it cannot cover up the mottled years. It is difficult to dream after all the blue and white flowers are dyed. The lost elegance returns the past, and those dreams are stranded on the other side of the fleeting time

6. Singing about the annual rings of time and life, and interpreting the joys and sorrows in the story of aging, how many memories have been wiped out and how much time has faded away.

7. The years are passing by, the seasons are flowing, the mottled spots of the years are flying away with the world of mortals, the endless thoughts are filled with the sorrow of departure, quietly keeping the fragrance of the years

8. Purple Mo Qianhong, sighing at the passing of time, falling flowers playing in the water, the water is careless, but the falling flowers flow eastward with the water, the blankness of the years, sighing that the passage of time leaves no trace

9. The faint cloud and the lonely moon, Look at the heartbreak of falling flowers, listen to the traces of time.

10. The past is like smoke, and the years have no trace. Where you stare at the sunset, how many memories are worth sorting out, how much time is worth pursuing, but I don’t know how many times the peach blossoms are red in my dreams.

11. Looking back suddenly, the years are scattered on the face of the seasons, mottled memories, and the old time is lightly plucked.

12. Time is like water, the passing years have passed, and the tragic song is gentle. I am willing to wait for the memories of my life, and wait for the years to be serious.

13. I really hope that time is like a tree without annual rings and will not grow old in the changing seasons.

14. Years of memories are like droplets of water gently splashing onto the plain paper of the years, staining mottled flowers.

15. The passing years are like simple and beautiful lupine flowers. What settles after the flowers and leaves wither are the nutrients that nourish our souls.

16. There is still a sincerity hidden in that gentle gaze. The lonely story inside the wooden door has not been covered by the yellowing years.

17. Think about the good things in the world, watch the long flowing water, read the vicissitudes and conditions of the years, and read the caring affection deep in the eyes.

18. Time is thin, years are thin, only the lotus in the pond is fresh and fragrant, that flower in the dust, she is pure for you, brushing away the swaying world. .

19. The thoughts placed in time are the warmth of love in the years. Turning through a volume of Qingci, holding flowers and smiling, there is the sound of running water in my heart.

20. Looking at the handwriting of the past, returning to the years of love, growing old side by side.

21. The long time *** the faith we have walked together is to keep the stability of the years in the world. This ordinary affection holding hands with fireworks will never be let down by time.

22. In life, you have to walk many roads before you can see all the scenery of the world, grasp a piece of understanding, and properly place yourself in the passing of time.

23. In autumn, I hope the time will be more bright, the years will be quiet, and you will be fine.

24. With the passage of time, the disappearance of time, and the advent of youth, I am still on the road of hesitation, disappearing in the wind. When will I have the courage to go? Hugs to you.

25. As the years change, the passage of time, and the advent of youth, do you know at this time that the destiny of your life is spent in choosing and being chosen?

26. The years are like poetry, and every day is a popular poem. In these poetic days, we quietly feel and search for it.

27. Open the frame of the years, all the good things once were clear in the yellowed paper, bit by bit, as clear as a stream.

28. The years are passing by in a hurry, and I always want to find a place where the fragrance can be absorbed into the ink; I always want to catch a few drops of morning dew to clear my heart.

29. The wind blows through the years, no matter the clouds roll or the clouds relax, and no matter how many years pass by, as long as you and I are still in each other's hearts, warm and beautiful, that's fine! .

30. The notes that travel through time, the fragrance of poetry dyes the eyebrows, like smoke and paintings, like an ink painting, dotted with the mountains and rivers of the years

31. When you meet the mountains, you can meet the water. , I know that when I meet the wind, I can meet the rain, and I also know that when I meet you, I will never be alone in the world of mortals, and the years will never be silent. A single thought will fall, and the love will last forever when I am drunk with fireworks

32. Those memories that have passed away, No one knows how far they have been washed away by the turbulent river of time. Even the tiny traces they left have been diluted or reduced to nothing.

33. Looking back on the glitz of the bygone era, it turns out to be a dull time, which has lost its glory in the past, and only black and white glimpses flash in the eyes.

34. As time goes by, who is intoxicated with this life on the Yanbo River where singing and dancing are flourishing?

35. Time is gone, and I, wandering in the world, have passed by without realizing it. Forget the past, forget the past, forget the wasted years, forget the ups and downs of career, forget everything that can be forgotten.

36. When the years have gone far, the beauty of the past has sadly passed away, when the ruthless time has taken away the beautiful face, the oaths once passed away like meteors, and those vows have become breakable with a finger. lie.

37. The road of reincarnation, waiting turns into the warmth of the fire. The memories of fleeting years are like dewdrops, scattered among the grass, but the wind of time always blows away the memories.

38. Three lives and three lives, the years are like a river. The left bank is the unforgettable memories, and the right bank is the moment of youth worth grasping.

39. Tonight, I don’t know whether the years have forgotten the cycle of time, or whether time has lengthened the shadow of the years.

40. Many bits and pieces of the past are hidden in the arms of time. The flowing days make people unable to stop and meditate, nor can they take a good look at how many thoughts are written in the moon palace

41. The years in youth are the most beautiful, and the personality in youth is the most public. We have all had our youth and unscrupulous years.

42. Our dream is a period of time when the flowers bloom and wither, wandering in the depths of the years, with no destination from now on, and in the end we cannot hide the heartache of the flowers that are gone, and the years are fleeting, it is It is better to miss each other than to meet each other.

43. Looking back and smiling, the flowers have faded, the sunsets have been dyed, and the melancholy has been misty and melancholy. They have all passed by, and what is swaying in the golden years has become atomized. Beautiful and full of affection, it tells the story of a lifetime of love.

44. The long river of time continues to flow, and the changes in history pass quietly without our notice. Flowers bloom and fall, spring passes and winter comes, and we can no longer count how many roads we have walked.

45. Night can always easily evoke the loneliness in the heart and stir up the thoughts in the heart. Dreams are hard to break, love is difficult, the long river of time is whirling, and the world of mortals is whirling. The scenery enchants the eyes of mortals.

46. In the long years, I wandered for many peaceful centuries, enjoying my vast flight

47. Thinking about it beside the years, thinking like this Is the green green on the wall on the other side of the mountain getting colder in autumn, or is it the love of blooming flowers?

48. You come and I go, how little is the world of mortals, those beautiful years, you are not surprised, and I am too Don't bother. Just like this, counting the passing years, sitting at the end of time, staying with the years lightly

49. Regardless of the perseverance and sadness, the autumn wind still arrives as scheduled, and the leaves are still no match for the seasons. Replacement is no match for the passage of time.

50. It is impossible to go back to the past time, let alone do it intentionally or unintentionally. As the years pass by, the separation that refuses to be acknowledged has actually already faded away.

51. Time is like a song, the fleeting years have gone by, and the beauty has been washed away. The past has gone through many changes, just for that moment. The past is like smoke, and I don’t know whose lovesickness has fallen.

52. All the beautiful memories are stranded on the beach of time, buried in the deepest part of the soul, but your eyes and outline are clearly fixed in my mind. No matter how much time passes, it cannot take away any trace of it.

53. Those thoughts that are in my heart are in my memory, traveling through the years, breathing, and warming the lost years.

54. Everything has gone away, and only the lonely years are left. Looking back, the warmth was enough, a luxury, and made my heart wet.

55. The past life and this life may be a legend of the years. Those peerless warmth are lightly encountered and deeply hidden in the half-acre flower field of time.

56. After years of hard work, I have a profound understanding of life. Use a deep calmness of still water to accommodate the warmth and coldness of the world

57. The swing of dreams has swayed across the walls of the four seasons, yearning for one another, and the grass has crawled through the idle windows of the years

58. In this warm autumn, reflecting on the years, in this excerpt, I mention and think of you again.

59. The years always rush in such a silent way, the seasons change, the time changes, the sun and the moon change, the flowers bloom quietly at midnight, the leaves fall quietly, everything is so natural.

60. The sound of dripping water, the love of falling flowers, the intertwining of time and the passage of time, the years have gradually become silent without the sound of shengxiao.

61. The mottled years record the fleeting years, and the time that passes by is reflected in the clear words of Que Que.

62. The long river of time slides by slowly, with a lonely back walking in the deserted world under the black sky, looking at the broken pieces of fallen flowers, and looking at the warmth and coldness in the mirror.

63. The years are wasted, and the leaves and branches shed tears. We are very happy, because even when we were separated that year, we were still ignorant when we were far apart. We encouraged each other for the happiness in each other's minds, but we forgot that those happiness had already changed with a different group of people.

64. The wasted years have taken away the clarity of my life, confused the love in my heart, grasping the final distance, and have become no longer a memory

65. The time of waiting, waiting The years are finally wasted and become a drop of ink in the picture scroll, full of trees and flowers, and full of desolation on the paper.

66. A touch of freshness and independence permeates your entire memory. The years are more sunny and blue because of the clear and broad mind of you.

67. The time of the years is filled with the fragrance of love. When the swaying buds bloom into the charming and delicate beauty, time has been carrying the agarwood of the stamens, and the lush green leaves have begun to be intoxicated. .

68. The years are suddenly too late, we must not forget each other after separation

69. The traces of time are added to the forehead, and the heart records the heavy price paid for the annual rings.

70. The years pass quickly in happiness and sorrow.

71. After a long time, we gradually understand that we are just passers-by in the world. Those who walk through life are changing and moving slowly with time. Far.

72. In the innocent years, there will always be a little bit of unwillingness, a lot of helplessness and bouts of loneliness, and even the inability to find oneself in confusion.

73. Time, like an art master, is carving your youth, gradually carving out your beauty, revealing your unique charm. That smile and every frown touches everyone's heart.

74. The long-term love is waiting every day and night, waiting for time to grow old, and waiting for time to fade away.

75. Returning to the mountains and rivers of my own time, I continue hiking to the end of the world alone, but I am not alone.

76. The years have blurred the face, and the light and shadow have stretched away the beginning of the memory, swaying in the withering of the passing years, and looking back again, everything has curled up like smoke.

77. Pushing open a door called time, many years have been gradually stranded. In the desolate world, the clouds are rolling, who and whom can be as affectionate as butterflies, crossing the boundaries of seasons?

78. When the prosperity comes to an end, you will leave. Those beautiful promises will eventually be scattered in the dust of the years, and the half-life love will eventually be separated.

79. The old man of the years has the breeze on his sleeves and the fairy wind. The bones have passed through the old times, with green bamboos in their minds and a worldly atmosphere.

80. Those warmth can always pass through the window lattice of time, lingering day and night.

81. The tenderness of the world throbs the flow of time. A look of nostalgia and a back figure silently caress the resentment and loss in the heart.

82. I have traveled through every corner of my memory, looking for those loves that I once attached to in my life.

83. Thoughts come in waves. The passing years have ruthlessly deprived me of my youth and shattered some of my youthful dreams.

84. Touches of yellowed memories flow through the years. That scene has been washed away by time, leaving only tiny fragments. I can’t remember! I can’t remember!

85. Missing someone makes the innocent years fade away and makes the fleeting time graceful. If you understand, please collect it gently.

86. The years are passing by, but there is no homeland for plain paper, the battles are over, the city is full of wind, and it finally turns into a fireworks display.

87. Don’t wait for time, just a tourist’s dream. This unique existence in the south of the Yangtze River is remembered by everyone in the world.

88. The silhouette of time is pattering, and the traces of the shuttle wheel passing by are passing by, and the souls of the people of Jiangnan are attached to Jiangnan.

89. The past years are complicated and sad, which always make people tangled in their hearts. Looking into the distance alone, I constantly remind myself not to sink, but to stride forward, walk out of the door of dusty memory, and erase the love and hate that have flowed in my life.

90. Through the years of youth, your appearance still exists. Listening to loneliness singing sad songs, the kite is also swaying lonely in the air.

91. Seasons can make people cherish the passing years and add a sense of melancholy!

92. The years are like autumn songs, and the wind is full of fragrance. The moonlight is new in autumn, and the Dutch poetry is fragrant. The fragrance of a petal falls beside you. Don't lose your heart to depend on each other, don't forget to always be with you. The fragrance of the lotus pond spreads far and wide, all because of old friends.

93. Time flies, and the years are quiet and peaceful. Hand in hand with the mortal world, words warm the heart. A green leaf brightens the heart and soul. When everyone is well, it will be a sunny day.

94. Invite a bright moon, hold a breeze, boil a pot of years, and laugh at the change of life!

95. The youthful years, like flowers and dreams, have passed with the years. That beautiful and pure friendship came to an end in the drift of time.

96. When the curtain is first rolled, the first quarter moon is like a hook, showing wisps of warmth. I keep thinking and cutting in secret, and the rationale is still chaotic. The quiet time, the years are desolate, but I can't forget it.

97. The Buddha said that everything has feelings. In the years of love, each of us can be our true self.

98. The purpose of exchanging seasonal cups is to never be apart in the long years to come.

99. The years pass by without leaving a trace, but the years are vivid.

100. Time is ruthless, fate is a destiny, it will come when it should come, and it will go when it should go. That beautiful encounter, even if it only lasts for a moment, needs to be remembered for a lifetime.

101. The years are gradually turning into melancholy. Whose smile in the sun has brightened my time.

102. An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. What cannot be returned is youth, and what cannot be retained is time. Time passes by, but you can go and cherish it.

103. In the depths of the years, I only pick up the pen for a distant longing, and I just want to use simple words to carve your shadow.

104. The earth is getting thicker and has become blurry, just like my worries of yesterday, quietly receding in the light of time.

105. There are no two identical snowflakes in this world, and those past events that silently melt on the branches of time will eventually fade away without a trace.

106. Love remains the same even when the wind blows. Time cannot cover up the deep love of a lifetime.

107. Listen to the years and gently twist the time left on your fingertips. Looking back at the deep and shallow traces of life imprinted in the fleeting years.